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		<title>Naked on the Farm</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I grew up on a farm, not a massive farm, but certainly we had plenty of acres and were tucked away in the countryside. The size of the farm meant that the workers only had to come in a few days a week, and the rest of the time I just lived there with my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I grew up on a farm, not a massive farm, but certainly we had plenty of acres and were tucked away in the countryside. The size of the farm meant that the workers only had to come in a few days a week, and the rest of the time I just lived there with my parents, who kept the place running by themselves.</p>
<p>They often had to be out for hours at a time, going to trade shows, farmers markets, buying supplies, which meant that I had the place to myself for long periods of time.</p>
<p>Now, as I came of age, I remember masturbating and doing all the usual kinds of &#8220;experimentation&#8221;, but being left home alone my mind did start to wonder.</p>
<p>We had a barn across from the farmhouse, full of all the usual farm things, harnesses, ropes, boxes and crates, and haystacks piled up at one end. One day I was in there and I got a little horny, my parents were out and about somewhere, and I sat on a haystack and masturbated. Nothing too outrageous, but I remember how naughty it felt to be doing it in such a forbidden place. This gave me ideas.</p>
<p>A couple of days later they went out again, so i wondered down to the barn and got completely naked. I took off all my clothes and piled them neatly in a corner, and wondered about the barn in the nude. It felt great to be naked, only the day before it had been busy with the labourers and my parents doing their chores, and now it was all mine to be naked in. I was very excited, and jumped about in the hay bales with no clothes on at all. My pussy was getting wet and my nipples were erect, and I opened the barn door and peeped outside. No sign of anyone, why would there be, so I went outside into the sunshine and ran around the barn.</p>
<p>I felt so incredibly horny by doing this, it soon became my regular little &#8220;hobby&#8221;, getting naked at various locations around the barn and masturbating everywhere I went. I nearly got caught a couple of times, just about managing to slip my clothes back on before my parents arrived, or a delivery van stopped by to drop something off. This was really exciting too, nearly getting caught whilst I was naked. One day my parents arranged some kind of farm event, they had invited some guests to show them around the farm and what they do there, probably about 20 people or so, so I arranged to be out for the day.</p>
<p>My dad dropped me off in town, I said I was going to a friends house for the day, but as soon as he drove off I ran all the way back home to the farm through the forest and fields. When I reached the farm, they were just setting things up, and I managed to sneak into the barn unseen. I crept up and over the haystacks and found a nice little &#8220;nest&#8221;. I took off all my clothes just as the first guests started to arrive. I figured if it was so exciting nearly getting caught all this time, then this would be great. I wasn&#8217;t wrong.</p>
<p>Pretty soon everyone was there, and the tour of the farm began. As they went around, I could peep through the gaps in the wooden walls and watch them all following my parents as they showed them this and that. After a while, they all came really close to the barn, and if the wall wasn&#8217;t there they were so close I could have touched them. i liked this a lot, it was so exciting, but then they did something I didn&#8217;t expect. They all came into the barn!</p>
<p>I ducked down making sure I couldn&#8217;t been seen, and soon it was full of all the people. I was so scared, petrified, hidden behing the hay bales at the end. Peeping up I could see them all looking around at this and that whilst my dad was talking to them about what they do in the barn. This scared me even more, how embarrassed would THEY be, let alone me, if I was caught now! But the more scared I got, I noticed my pussy got even wetter. My whole body was trembling and I was getting really wet down below. Such a strange mix of emotions, excitement and fear together.</p>
<p>I could feel my inner thighs getting moist I was so wet, and as they walked over towards the haystack I thought to myself &#8220;oh no, this is it, I&#8217;m gonna get caught now&#8221; and at that moment I just came in a massive full bodied orgasm. I felt so helpless to my fate that my body in its excited state just erupted, I was convulsing in erotic bliss, quickly putting my hand over my mouth so that I wouldn&#8217;t yelp or moan. I was cumming over and over, and covered in sweat, but I couldn&#8217;t stop, it was like my body was out of control.</p>
<p>After what seemed like an eternity they left the barn again and I calmed down somewhat. It had been amazing. Being so close to being caught and climazing like that is an experience that has stayed with me for the rest of my life.</p>
<p>May, 27</p>
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		<title>Gardening in the Nude</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 13:37:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A confession of how this lady like to do her gardening in the nude when the sun is hot and noone has a clue what she gets up to in the outdoors]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>First a bit of background. I live in a nice, fairly large house, but it is not in a completely remote location, rather it is on the outskirts of a town. I have a few neighbours, but I&#8217;m not completely surrounded by bricks and mortar. My house has a large garden, and at various points there are mature trees and bushes lining it, as well as open sun spots, and I&#8217;ve even got a little pond (there are no fish in it at present as I found it hard to maintain them). I am also not a heavy gardener, but since I like to cook, I thought I would try and grow some of my own herbs. I found a patch about halfway down my garden which gets both a mix of sunlight and shade (due to the positions of the trees and bushes) and decided to build myself a little herb garden.</p>
<p>One summer&#8217;s day I had finished &#8220;clearing&#8221; the area and had a basket of seeds and cuttings that I was going to plant. The sun was quite hot that day, and I was perspiring a little and had to go back to the house at least a couple of times to fetch some water. &#8220;This is ridiculous&#8221; I thought, as I toiled in the heat, and I decided to take my top off to let some air get to me. I still had my bra on, and I thought &#8220;well, some girls go around in bikinis in the sunshine, and this is no different&#8221;. So I removed my top and instantly felt some gratification and relief from the warmth of the day. As I paused to take another sip of water, I was glancing up at the surrounding trees, and I realised that the trees perfectly shielded my little patch from the watchful eyes of the nearby houses. Turning around I saw that the next houses down couldn&#8217;t see in either, my house was slightly raised above them, and bushes obscured any view they might have had from the top windows. I realised that they simply couldn&#8217;t see me.</p>
<p>There I was, toiling away in the heat and getting rather hot, when I needn&#8217;t really be concerned and could probably do my gardening in my underwear, and the risk of getting caught (although possible if the neighbours were in their gardens, or decided to do some roof work or tree work) was minimal. So I removed my scruffy gardening trousers, slipped off my socks (actually they were nylon ankle-stockings) and there I was in my gardening boots, panties and bra. All of a sudden I felt so exposed, but I decided to press on with my work. All the while I was placing cuttings into the ground, I was acutely aware that I was half naked and in view of anyone who happened to be in a compromising position. How bizarre, I thought, that there I was in panties and bra, and a pair of gardening boots.</p>
<p>All the while I was working, I was feeling more and more comfortable with my situation, and also, I admit, a little horny. I just simply enjoyed the feeling of being exposed. A devious thought entered my mind. Some ladies like to sunbathe topless. Would it really be any different to garden topless? The thought exicited me, and soon I just couldn&#8217;t resist slipping off my bra too. Immediately I realised that if I had taken off my bra, it was no different to taking off my panties too, since if I was caught the results would be the same (shocked neighbours no doubt) so without another thought, I slipped them off to. There I was, dressed in nothing but a pair of gardening boots, gardening in the nude. I could feel the sun and by now a cooling breeze all over my naked body.</p>
<p>It felt amazing! I have never felt like that in my life. At the same time I felt both &#8220;liberated&#8221; and free and comfortable, but also incredibly excited. I stopped for another sip of water, but this time just let it spill down my exposed breasts, finding a path down the curves of my body before running over my nude pussy and dribbling down my legs. &#8220;Wow&#8221; I thought. How outrageous is this? I dropped down on my knees and grabbed my wet pussy with one hand (wet from both the water and also from my excitement) and rubbed it really hard. In no time at all I came so violently, so wonderfully, every part of my body ached. The orgasm seemed to go on for ages, and by the time I was done, I had to forget about the gardening and go back inside the house (after first getting dressed again) and lie down and rest for a while.</p>
<p>The thought of how amazing this experience was stayed with me, and I have to admit that when the sun is out and the trees are in bloom, you can often find me down in my little &#8220;secret garden&#8221; getting up to &#8230;. aha, that would be telling <img src='http://www.femalesin.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Cherise, age not disclosed</p>
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